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Going Home (A Great Gatsby Epilogue)

It wasn't until several months after Gatsby's funeral that the news of his death reached Daisy. Tom Buchanan had decided that the best way to escape the mess they had caused in New York was to move to Paris, where they had spent a year and thought it to be rather lovely. The distance wasn't enough to keep the past from catching up to them.
The dismal weather on this particular Monday was enough to keep Daisy perched on the couch, sipping her glass of chardonnay as if it was the only company she would have all day. She was all alone in the big, lavish house Tom had bought to please her. Tom was out on business, which was most likely just a redhead named Tiffany, and sweet Pammy was in Louisville visiting her grandparents.
There was a knock on the door and Daisy looked into the peephole before opening it. There was a package on the front step from nick. She hadn't heard from him since she moved, and she couldn't fathom what could be inside the box that was addressed to her. Daisy took the square package into the house where she carefully opened it. Placed inside was one of Gatsby's shirts that she had cried over. It was a deep ocean blue, the color of his eyes,and Daisy felt that familiar tug at her heart that she felt every time she thought of him. She picked up the soft material tenderly and brought it close to her chest. It still smelled like him, and she buried her face in it, feeling like she was in his loving arms again.
A letter fell from the shirt onto the floor and Daisy picked it up with trembling fingers. She began to read the words from Nick and felt as if she could not breathe. Her tears smeared the letters on the page until they were incomprehensible. She held the shirt close to her, trying to hold on to hold on to what was left of him as if it were a lifeline. Daisy fell to her knees, her breaths turning to gasps as she rocked back and forth, trying to ease some of the pain that would never truly go away.
Gatsby had one of those smiles that showed he understood you, believe in you, assured you that everything was going to be okay.Daisy realized that she couldn't change the past no matter how badly she wanted to, but she could change the future.
Daisy slid the blue silk shirt over her head, gaining courage as she did so.When she was with Gatsby, he always made her feel as if she could do anything she wanted to. As she was packing her favorite clothes into her suitcase, she felt like Gatsby was there with her.
She heard the front door close and hurried down the steps, suitcase in hand.She found Tom taking off his jacket and hanging it on the coat rack. He turned around when he heard her behind him and when he saw the suitcase he asked, "Daisy? What's going on?"
Daisy slipped her wedding ring off of her finger and walked towards Tom, placing it in his open hand. His hand made a fist around the ring as she said, "I did love you, Tom, but I don't anymore. I can't keep pretending."
Tom opened his mouth in protest but Daisy cut him off. "There is no talking me out of it this time. I'm going home."